However, Ximen Qingluan knew that in the whole of Longteng, perhaps only these four people could break through the realm of a master, but in this world, there are many super-existents whose strength is not below the four masters, such as his own teacher.

And he was able to be accepted as a closed disciple by the existence whose cultivation is comparable to the four great masters, because he has excellent talent and is qualified to become an existence above the four great masters or even above the masters.

With his talent, his insight, and his profound practice, how could he take these people who have entered the sect realm with secret techniques seriously?

Not to mention these masters who have just entered the Qi Realm, even those masters of Yuan Realm who have been lucky enough to cultivate true essence, Ximen Qingluan is not afraid. He wants to use his Yuan Realm to cultivate his existence on the Langya List.

Seeing Ximen Qingluan's confident expression, Mou Sha didn't say anything more, but Luo Yulong next to him was shocked.

In this person's eyes, a master of the grandmaster level is actually an ant-like existence. Wouldn't he and others be even worse than an ant? However, when he thought of the opponent's strength to kill a grandmaster with one sword, he did not dare to refute anything at all.

An ant is worse than an ant. At least there is such a powerful existence around you, and this mission is safer.

The sky gradually became darker. More than ten kilometers away from Ximen Qingluan and others, Ye Xiu and his party, who had been resting for several hours, had once again embarked on the road to find the ancient tomb.

This time, I never encountered any trouble again.

Under the leadership of Tang Minghua, everyone rested during the day and rushed to the road at night. Finally, on the morning of the fourth day of departure, they arrived at the center of the Taklamakan Desert.

Along the way, everyone also found many corpses. Some had just died, some had turned into mummies, and many white corpses. If it weren't for coming here in person, Ye Xiu wouldn't have expected that so many people would come to the desert.

The corpses that had just died not long ago should have come for the ancient tombs, while other mummies were probably the expedition teams of the past, or some tomb robbers who came to the desert.

"Old Tang, is there a wrong direction? Why is there nothing here?" Looking at the endless yellow sand in front of him, Yang Dahua walked to Tang Minghua and asked.

On the way they came, they also found many corpses that had just died, but after arriving here, let alone the corpses, there was no trace of pedestrians passing by, so she couldn't help but doubt it.

After all, there are many teams ahead of them, so it is impossible for them to die, right?

"There is no mistake, look..." Old Tang shook his head, pointed his hand at the uneven terrain in front, with a look of confidence.

Including Ye Xiu, they all looked in the direction of Lao Tang's finger. What caught my eye was still a piece of yellow sand, which was no different from the road when I came.

"Old Tang, don't keep it aside. We can't understand it. Just tell me what you have..." The fat man muttered even more dissatisfiedly...

"Since you can't understand, do you understand after saying it?" In the end, Lao Tang rolled his eyes.

"..." The fat man was speechless.

But thinking about it, what the other party said was really correct. Even if he said it, he wouldn't understand it at all.

"Then what should we do next?" He was too lazy to talk nonsense to Old Tang and asked directly.

The search for the tomb has always been decided by Lao Tang, and all they need is to contribute.
Chapter completed!